This Is Our Prison

"It takes two to kiss"

Bea coughs, the cell falls silent.
Bea: "What the fuck is going on?!"
Franky: "Piper's trying to cause a scene."
Piper: "She kissed my girl!"
Reznikoff: "I'm trying to help my girls, if you don't mind, I got this."
Bea: "One at a time. Well no you clearly don't 'got this' or this wouldn't be happening." Boo, Nicky and Morello all stand shocked at Bea's remark. "Oh don't be so shocked, this isn't your prison, so your group leader won't be taking over when there's drama involving my girls."
Franky: "C'mon red, who's side are you on."
Bea: "None. But Piper, Alex is adamant you weren't official, which means she didn't break loyalty. You are severely overreacting, bringing drama into my girls home."
Piper: "I just don't think its fair, we're adults, we've been-"
Bea: "Stop. You said it yourself, we're all adults, Franky and Alex are more than capable of deciding for themselves whether they want to pursue anything. And besides, it takes two to kiss."
Liz: "Well said Bea."
Doreen: "Can we just stop this drama now please?"

The gates open,
Vera: "Breakfast." She walks off.

Resnikoff and her girls, all besides Alex, walk off together to grab breakfast.
Maxine: "Well, only day one and we've established a drama."
Liz: "I hope that was just a one off."
Bea: "It will be."
Doreen: "How can you be sure?"
Boomer: "I'll show them who's boss."
Bea: "This is our prison, simple. We don't condone people bringing unnecessary drama to our prison."
Franky: "She has a point. We are in control, we run this place."
Alex: "That's so hot."
Liz: "Keep ya pants on ladies." They all laugh while making their way to breakfast.

In the canteen the woman of H2 find the Litchfield women sat in the corner at a table labelled 'Litchfield'
Boomer: "That settles the seating arrangements."
Franky: "I'm not impressed, I want Alex to sit with us. Who's going to volunteer to move?" She laughs.
Bea: "No one." She walks over to the Litchfield table, and drags a chair to their table, before rejoining the line for food.
Doreen: "There's always a solution with Bea."

The women grab their trays full of beans, toast and sausages and take a seat together. Frankys hand on Alex's thigh. Alex is smiling uncontrollably.
Alex: "The food here is actual food." She whispers so Resnikoff doesn't have a chance to overhear.
Maxine: "What do you mean?"
Boomer: "Do you eat like... prison slop?"
Alex: "Yeah we do actually. A few months ago they changed real food to slop food to cut the costs, MCC are tight as fuck on our prison, everythings done with a budget."
Franky: "That's shit. Maybe you should try to weave your way into staying here." She jokingly nudges Alex.
Alex: "Wait, I actually should."
Doreen: "It's not all pretty daisies here, it's an actual fight for survival at times, constant manipulation and bribes."
Franky: "It's not that bad."
Bea: "It kind of is though."
Liz: "The worst is the drug use, see Bea is very anti drug, but certain people still find a way to get the supply running."
Franky: "And they are some smart people." She glares at Liz.
Boomer: "But at least we have good food, and biccies too." She laughs.
Maxine: "Yes but the violence may not appeal to someone from minimum."
Alex: "I'm sure it's better than an old rugged prison with tight budgets, mouldy bathrooms with stall doors missing, slop as food, and guards who perv on us."
Boomer: "At least they pay attention to you, ours don't."
Bea: "Well I've seen Mr J shirtless."
Boomer: "Yeah and you're a lucky bitch." She and Bea laugh.
Alex: "Our guards are perverts, any chance to touch us."
Liz: "Oh love, that's very wrong, it doesn't sound like you feel safe there."
Doreen: "Do you have a peer worker?"
Alex: "We have a councillor, but he isn't great."
Doreen: "We have a shrink too, but peer workers can reassure and support the inmates on a more personal level, not many enjoy visits to the shrink."

""Attention Compound we have a code black, all prisoners must return to their units immediately.""

Alex: "What's a code black?"
Franky: "It means someone has either been found dead or seriously injured, we are locked down now, follow me we have to go back to our units."

Liz and Doreen guide the other Litchfield women back to H2, once all women are in their units, a headcount completed, the gates were shut and locked.